One hundred and fifty chapters of the Wind Fairy Weng appeared on the stage, and Xingcan Silk Pa showed blood marks

In the swirling fairy mist, a temple-like building is hidden in it, and the three big characters of Dengxian Hall seem to have come to life in the fairy mist.

"Old man Mo, we should be the first wave of visitors to this Immortal Hall! If the god Lao Er sees that our people from the Sea Clan are the first to ascend here, I don't know if he will crook his nose!" Thinking that several princes of the Heavenly Clan were left behind by him, Mo Chen was extremely proud.

"We may not be the first wave!" Mo Liyan strode over the tall threshold of the Dengxian Hall and looked at the two figures standing in the main hall.

"It's strange, someone would come one step ahead of us!" Mo Chen followed Mo Liyan into the main hall and looked at the two people in front of him suspiciously.

I saw a man and a woman, the man was tall, wrapped in a black dress, covered tightly from head to toe, and the woman was wearing a black robe, with a pair of black inlaid gold-trimmed boots on her feet, a pair of apricot eyes blazing, looking domineering and unfathomable.

Seeing Mo Liyan and Mo Chen, the man seemed to want to open his mouth, but was stopped by the woman, the woman pulled the man to the side and gave way, smiled and nodded at Mo Liyan.

"Hey, I didn't expect that there are people who are faster than me Mo Chen, too, people look like a little couple, naturally have a good heart, unlike us, with you a bad old man, it's ruthless, if Miss Wuyan is here, I will definitely be the first to come here!" Mo Chen stepped forward and stood in a row with Mo Liyan and the others.

"Hey, yes, according to Wuyan's temperament, she will definitely not miss this opportunity, but there are many people who have entered the ladder this time, and I don't know if I can find her!" Mo Liyan sighed softly.

The woman next to her heard the conversation between the two, and her heart moved slightly, "Is the person they are talking about Qiu Wuyan, is she also here?"

"Congratulations to all of you, you have successfully ascended to the Immortal Hall and become the first batch of immortal disciples of my Heavenly Clan!" With a faint sound, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the flat ground, and everyone stretched out their hands to block their foreheads.

When the wind cleared, everyone looked intently and found a row of stone tables in front of them, with a few feather-like things on the table.

While everyone was surprised, a short and fat old man with a white beard appeared out of thin air.

The old man stretched out his hand and stroked his long beard, walked in front of everyone in turn with a smile, and finally pointed to Chun Chanjuan and said, "You are the only girl here, so let's start with you first!"

"What do you want to do?" Chun Chanjuan looked at the white-bearded old man with a wary expression.

"Oh, look at my brain, I'm getting old, I've forgotten to introduce myself, I'm scared of you!" the white-bearded old man stretched out his hand and patted his head, looking very funny.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" The white-bearded old man cleared his throat and looked at everyone with a serious face with his hands behind his back, "I am the Wind Fairy, and the Gate of the Wind before you broke through is my territory, and I am in charge of the breezes, breezes, gales, winds, and tornadoes in the world, and so on. As he spoke, the wind fairy walked past the crowd one by one.

"As for you, being able to break through the ten levels I carefully set up so quickly and come to this Dengxian Hall proves that you still have a certain brain, at least comparable to my Feng Xian Weng's smart and clever beard!"

"Naughty, I'll my tail after a few words of praise for you!" Fairy Weng awkwardly grabbed his upturned beard with his hand and pressed it down hard.

Mochen couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't laugh, serious, serious you know!" Humpty Dumpty Wind Fairy suddenly jumped up nimbly, reached out and knocked Mochen's head.

Mo Chen's brows furrowed in annoyance, and Mo Liyan on the side quickly shook his head to signal him not to be impulsive.

Unexpectedly, Mo Liyan's small movements did not escape the eyes of the wind fairy, and he jumped up smartly, only to hear a snap, and Mo Liyan's head was also hit hard.

"You, you, you ......" Mo Li has lived for more than two hundred years, and no one has ever knocked his head so rudely, and his face turned red for a while.

"Old man Mo, calm down, calm down!" Mo Chen on the side learned from Mo Li's appearance just now, and smiled and soothed.

"Silence, silence!" the wind fairy raised his voice, only to feel a gust of wind erupt from his mouth, blowing Mo Chen's hair straight up.

"It's rude to be like this, be careful that I disqualify you and don't give you a feather of the Wind Feather!" Storm Fairy picked up a white feather from the stone table in front of him, and a delicate stone bell was tied to the end of the feather.

"This is called the Wind Feather, it is the certificate for you to pass through the gate of the wind, and it is also the key to open the next level, of course, this little bell is purely a gift of friendship, this is made of stone that I have weathered for hundreds of years, and it is very precious!"

Feng Xian Weng said as he twisted his fat body and came to Chun Chanjuan and Xingzhuo, "The two of them are too naughty, so you should choose first!"

Mo Chen rolled his eyes disdainfully.

Chun Chanjuan picked out a black feather from the stone table, and Xingzhuo casually picked up the white feather in front of her.

Feng Xian Weng then glared at a pair of fish bubble eyes and glanced at Mo Liyan and Mo Chen, Mo Liyan immediately chose a red feather with a gloomy face, and Mo Chen reluctantly picked up a yellow feather.

"Alright, now hold the feather you have chosen in the palm of your hand!"

"Girl, what's your name?" the Wind Fairy looked at the black-robed woman with a smile on his face.

"Chun Chanjuan!" the black-robed woman spoke, her voice crisp and neat, very pleasant.

"Okay, good name, people are like their names!" Feng Xian Weng suddenly stretched out his fingers, only to feel a trace of breath floating, and the three big characters of "Chun Chanjuan" appeared in the air, and with the waving fingers of Feng Xian Weng, the three big characters slowly fell into the feathers in Chun Chanjuan's palm, and disappeared in an instant.

The Wind Fairy Weng then carved the names of Xingzhuo and Mo Liyan on Ling Yu in turn. It's just that Xingzhuo's name is Chun Chanjuan for him, called "Chun Wudi".

"Name!" Fairy Weng walked to Mo Chen, who was on the far left, with an expressionless face, and asked with an open mouth.

"Dashing, handsome, invincible, Mo Chen, yes!" Mo Chen said with a smile.

Feng Xian Weng blinked, looked at Mo Chen seriously, and then waved into the air disdainfully, carving the word "Mo Chen".

"Alright, you can now go to the room at the back of the hall to rest and recuperate!" Before the Wind Fairy could finish speaking, suddenly another gust of wind rose in the flat ground, and after the wind passed, it disappeared without a trace.

"Cut, what kind of fairy do you call yourself, I think it's almost the same as being called a fat man! No, it should be a perverted Weng, those torturous levels were originally set by him! This prince wants to take a bath and sleep well, and then settle accounts with him!" Mo Chen muttered and walked towards the back of the hall first.

Mo had just taken a few steps away from the dead, and then turned back in surprise, his purple eyes looked at Xingzhuo, who was dressed in black, "Strange, there seems to be a sense of déjà vu, that body ......"

Chun Chanjuan was afraid that Mo Liyan would see something, so she hurriedly stepped forward to block Xingzhuo's body, and said with a smile: "This Mo senior, but what do you have to say?"

"It's nothing, I heard your name just now, this surname of Spring reminds me of an old man in the Spring Country, I don't know ...... you" Mo Liyan obviously felt that the woman in front of him was extraordinary.

"The seniors laughed, my husband and I are far away from the world, and have been living in seclusion in the mountains, and the surname of Spring is just a coincidence!"

"Maybe I'm thinking too much!" Mo Li's purple eyes were unfathomable.

"Wudi, it's time for us to rest. Chun Chanjuan immediately gave a light salute, pulled the man in black behind her and hurried away.

The nine-thousand-step ladder of the Gate of Wind, Princess Mo Yang, dressed in pink, ascended the last step and was already drenched in sweat.

Seeing this, the eldest prince Xingyin, who was one step ahead, hurriedly took out a clean silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Mo Yang's forehead.

"It's still the eldest brother who thinks thoughtfully!" Mo Yang smiled and took the silk handkerchief and handed it directly to Xingcan behind him.

Xingyin had no choice but to rub his hands awkwardly, barely squeezing out a smile: "Eighth brother is weak, it is appropriate to care more, it should be." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Xingcan was about to speak, but coughed violently,

"I never expected that this little wind chill and back injury would be so entangled, but it dragged everyone down!"

Xingcan coughed again as he spoke, and then picked up the silk handkerchief to cover his mouth, and by chance he saw a little blood blooming on the silk handkerchief, and Xingcan quietly put the silk handkerchief into his sleeve.

"This way of sleeping in the open air, wandering around, naturally hindering the recovery of the body, and when we reach the last level, we will go to the Dengxian Hall to recuperate, I and the eldest prince will input spiritual power for you, and then it will naturally make you alive and well, and recover as before. "With Xingcan, Princess Moyang always feels unprovoked relaxed, as if she has changed into a different person.

"Mo Yang!" Xing Can looked at Princess Mo Yang with a serious face.

"What's the matter, you're not going to say something like gratitude, I can't afford it!" Princess Moyang smiled mischievously.

"You've changed, I like you like this, carefree, like this cloud hairpin on your head, within reach, free!" Xing Chan suddenly leaned into Mo Yang's ear and whispered.

Two blush instantly appeared in Mo Yang's ears, "When will you also learn to be poor, I will ignore you if you say this again!"

"What are you two whispering about, so happy?" the Great Prince Xingyin asked painlessly.

"It's nothing, the Eighth Emperor has taken a fancy to this cloud hairpin on my head, and said that he was going to take it off and give it to the future Eighth Emperor Princess?" Princess Mo Yang deliberately laughed.

"What Eighth Imperial Concubine, Eighth Brother is the most ruthless, I don't know which woman will touch his hand, this is just a little bit more indecent again!" A sneer flashed at the corner of the eldest prince Xingyin's mouth.